Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1887-02-12

ing the stage road and it's dangerous trle-
graphic stations, Ito pushed smthwnrd to
Denver over tho army trail IN company with
q hulf.breed packer, crossing tho Missouri le-
fore Thatcher had reached Julcslmrg, When
Thatcher was at Omaha Wilcs was already
in st. Louis; and as the Pullman carcontnim-
ing the hero of the "Dlue Mass" mine rolled
into Chicago Wiles was already walking tho
streets Of the national capital. Ncver,he-
less be had time en- route to sink in the waters
of tho North Platte, with many expressions
Of disgust. the little black portemanteam no
longing to Thatcher, containing bis dressing
case, a few %unimportant letters and on extra
shirt, to wonder why simple men did not
travel with their important documents and
valuables and to set on foot some prudent
and cautious inquiries regarding his own lost
carpet bag and its important contents.
But for these trihes he had every reason to
be satisfied with the progress Of his plans.
Its all right" said Mrs. Hopkinson, mor-
rily: "while you and Cashwler have been
working with your Stock and treating the
whole world as it it could DO bribed, Two done
more with that earnest, self.bclieving, self
dcceiving and perfectly. pathetic Roscommon
than all you fellows put together. Why, I've
told his pitiful story, and drawn tears from
the eyes Of senators and cabinet ministers.
More than that, I've introduced him into So
ciety, put him In a dress coat such a
6gure!-and you know how the best folk wor-
ship everything that is outre ds the sincere
thing. I've made him q complete success.
Why, only the other night, when Senator
Misnancy and Judge Fitzwaddle were here,
after making him tell his story-whish yoa
know, I think he really beliovcs-I sang:
there Came to the Beach q Poor Exile Of
Erin,' and my husband told me afterward it
was worth, at least, a dozen votes"
"But about this rival Of yours-this niece
Of Garcia's7"
"Another Of your blundcrs; you men know
nothing of women. Firstly, she's a swarthy
little brunette, with dots for eyes; and strides
like q man, dresses like a dowdy, don't wear
stays, and has no style. Then, she's a single
woman, and alone; and, although she affects
to lie an artist, and has Bohemian ways,
don't you see she can't go into society with
out a chuperon or somebody to go with her.
Nonsense"
"But," persisted Wilcs, ''shs must have
some power; there's Judge Mason and Sen.
ator Peabody, who arc constantly talking
about her; and Dinwiddic, of Virginia. es-
day."
Mistress Hopkinson laughed.
"Mason and Peabody aspire to be thought
literary and ~urtistia, and Dinwiddie wanted
to plquo me"
"But Thatcher Is no fool"
as Thatcher a lady's mani" queried the
lady, suddenly.
@Hardly, I should say" responded Wiles.
"uo pretends to be absorbed in his swindle
and devoted to his mine; and I don't think
that oven you" be stopped with q slight
sa,eer.
"1'herc, you arc misunderstanding me
again, and, what Is WORSE, you ars misunder.
stauling your case. Thatcher is pleased with
her because he has probably seen no ono else.
Wait till hc zones to Washington aud has au
opportunity for comparison" and she cast Q
trunk glance at her mirror, where Wiies,
with u sartlonic tow, left her standing.
Mr.. Cashwiler was quito as confident Of his
own SUCCESS with congress- *We arc within
o few days Of tho end Of tho session. We
will manage to have It taken up and rushed
through before tint fellow Thutcher know,
what he is about"
III It could be done before he gets here,'
ssil Wles. cts . rsAsspably aass thing. II